Date: Sat, 10 Nov 2007 21:47:28 EST
From: DogBone421@aol.com
Subject: "Give it Up Cop"  Part 3

So now you know a little about my sometimes bed companion/ brother-in-law.
Like I mentioned before he was always handy when I was in a `dry spell' and
needed some male companionship. And he was someone I could count on to keep my
secret and that meant tons! In my position I had lots of dry spells. It wasn't
easy for me to find someone to knock off a piece of ass with. I was lucky at
times to be sent on a call and connect with a complainant who was my type. I
knew I had to be extra careful in those situations and that in its self was a
cock deflator. You know, dam he's hot looking, but don't make too much eye
contact and remember why you're here shit. And the one that always kills a hard-on,
"Your on duty."
It wasn't always easy being the responding officer, especially if a guy who
answers the door is in his boxer shorts and is built like a brick shit-house!
Which it seems in my case, the guy who opens the door is exactly that way. Or
the wife answers and from around the corner comes the hunky husband. They never
teach you how to handle that at the academy. If I had a dollar for every time
I whispered under my breath to my cock, "Easy boy, easy," I'd surely be a
millionaire.
I was always the officer that volunteered in a domestic dispute call to take
the husband or boy friend in another room and listen to his side of the story.
Always giving my fellow responding officer the women. I'm not saying I take
sides, I'm just saying I took every opportunity to make a bed connection with
a, "I'm pissed off at all the women in the world," kind of man! You know, I
listen to their story, nod my head I agree with them, sometimes reach out and
pat the guys shoulder. (For reassurance if I'm really into the guy) Bond as only
guys can do together in those kinds of situations. I will say sometimes it
works, but most times it doesn't.
Most always the men are the ones who have to leave the house that night and
find another place to sleep, till things cool off. If that's the case and they
don't have a friend or family member's house to crash at, I volunteer to
drive them to the nearest motel. Again, another chance for me to put the moves on
a guy who has no idea I'm interested in getting into his pants. I'm telling
you this because I recently had just this kind of thing happen and I did get
lucky! It happened when I was in a big time `dry spell' and Mike and I weren't
able to connect. So you could say I was on the `bone.' I had swung shifts and
was on the evening rotation. Best shift for domestic calls!
So anyways, this guy I connected with was married and beat down by his wife.
Their fight was over the fact he wanted some sex off her and she wasn't in the
mood. Of course he had too many beers and was pissed at the world because a
neighbor called us there because of their loud arguing. He told me that it had
been four days since she had allowed him near her. So you know I'm like any
other horned up all American gay male listening to his story thinking, "Fucker, I
'd never turn your hunky ass down!" When I arrived at their apartment he was
shirtless and wearing some baggy gray sweat pants. He only had socks on his
feet when I took him out in the hallway as the other officer stayed with his
wife. We always split them up to get their side of the story.
In the dim light of the dingy hallway he looked even more handsome. He starts
out telling me his whole sex life with her and the lack of it since he got
back from Iraq. I could tell he was military when I laid eyes on him. The Marine
`high and tight' hair cut, the solid dark tanned body. He just smelled of
military in my book. You know the type; `young dumb and balls full of cum.' He
was blond headed and about six feet tall. Up close you could see that his face
was scruffy and looked like he hadn't shaved in days. Fine hair blond hair
covered his defined chest. He told me he was home on a months leave as he
adjusts his cock and waves his arms in disbelief that the police are here. He also
is worried about his commanding officer finding out we came over to their
apartment. I manage to write my report despite my eyes following his hand every
time it moved to the front of his sweat pants. Part of my training was to watch
suspect's hands and hand movements at all times. But this was something more.
Just the way he constantly groped and adjusted his cock placement and the way
his soft cock poked out told me he wasn't wearing underwear or he had on
boxers. Dam what a nice view I had of it sticking out when he turned sideways
looking back at his closed apartment door.
Then it happened, he started adjusting himself while he was turned away,
turned back to me quickly and he caught my eyes focused at his hand. I realized I
was caught when I saw that his hand didn't move and he slowly massaged himself
as my eyes continued to look. When I finally broke my hypnotized stare, I
looked at his face. He quickly had a one sided crooked smile on his face.
"Wish my old lady in there still looked at me that way," he offered up
quick. "I was nude when you guys showed up," he spoke in a low voice. "I pulled on
these sweat pants in a hurry and forgot my jockey shorts. Not used to having
my equipment dangling like it is here"
The whole time he was talking he never took his hand from the front of his
sweat pants. You're a man, you know what I'm talking about," he asked me as he
put his one arm high on the wall beside me and leaned sideways blocking our
view from possible prying eyes.  I instantly noticed how thick the hair was in
his pits.
I nodded that I did as my mind raced for quick answers to possible questions
I may be asked by him. I felt a little uncomfortable but at the same time the
horny male in me was a little excited.
"I knew you understand how it feels to go commando when your not used to it,"
 he responded. "Ever man does." There was a few seconds of uncomfortable
silence as we looked at each other. I spoke first to break the silence when I
said my usual line in domestic problems, "You have a place to spend the night,
away from your wife to cool off?"
I watched as he moved his arm away from the wall and stood in front of me.
Anger showed on his face instantly. As he started to speak I saw both his hands
move under the waistband of his pants. The usual response fired from his mouth
with rage, "Why should I have to leave my own fucking apartment?"
I quickly moved my hand and placed it on my gun. Training kicked in over
anything else as I barked, "Don't put your hands where I can't see them," as I
unsnapped my gun holster it made him step back in shock! He pulled both his
hands from his pants and stood with them half up in the air. My fellow officer
must have heard my loud voice as I heard the apartment door come open and he
stood in the doorway ready to draw his gun also.
"You OK partner," he quickly asked me? I could tell that things were back
under control with the husband by his demeanor and stance. After waiting a few
seconds I waved off my fellow brother and told him, "Things are OK." I watched
as he slowly moved back inside and I moved my hand away from my gun.
"Honest officer, I don't have anything hidden on me," came from the husband
as he saw me re-clip my holster. " I was just going to adjust my nuts."
"Just keep your hands where I can see them and no quick moves while I'm
integrating you," I said back to him.
"My nuts were aching cause I have `blue balls' and I was just going to
adjust them," he offered up as we stood together. He finally dropped his hands from
the air as he asked, "You know how horny a guy gets when his ass is over seas
officer? He comes home expecting to bang his wife every night and the BITCH
doesn't want to fuck. Think about it, you'd have blue balls also. Hell, I'll
show you that they have turned fucking blue by now the way they hurt!  I'll
even show you I'm not hiding anything if you want?"
I laughed softly as I said, "Well what ever you do, just move slowly," as I
watched him again move both his hands to the top of his sweat pants. He looked
at me as if asking permission and I nodded my head yes. I watched as he
pulled his pants down below his butt. I stared as I saw a beautiful soft fat cock
arched from his hairy crotch. He was cut and you could tell he had a big
mushroom head. His fat nuts hung low in a furry sack, one slightly lower then the
other. All that nestled in thick blond groin hair that was trimmed short. I
watched as he lifted his sack to show me nothing was under it and then he gripped
his cock shaft and head between his fingers and pointed it at me. The way he
gripped his cock head opened his wide piss slit and I could see about a half
inch down his tube.
"See officer, I'm not hiding anything," he laughed as he shook his shaft at
me. "You believe that bitch turned this down? One man to another, would you
turn this down if you had a chance," he asked?
I took my time taking inventory of his cock and balls before I motioned and
said, "Better pull them back up before someone sees you standing there."
"You see how heavy my sack is officer?" Grinning from ear to ear he slowly
pulled his pants back up as I again asked, "You have another place to crash
tonight?"
He was quick to answer this time that he didn't have any place to go. I
mentioned a local motel I knew of that was cheep and clean he could spend the night
at. Looking at the floor he confessed he was short on money. "Military salary
doesn't go far," he said.
I offered to help him out with the motel cost if he would leave here and not
come back tonight. It was the least I could do for our fighting men, right?
I left him in the hallway as I checked with my fellow officer. We both agreed
that it was best for him to leave tonight. He asked if he could grab some
cloths before he left and I followed him into his bedroom. The room was unkempt
and smelled like a young solider.  I watched as he got socks and underwear and
his military camouflage uniform. Without care I watched as he pulled off his
sweat pants and stood before me nude. Dam what a great looking ass he also had
on him! Again I wondered why his wife would turn down a man like him when it
came to sex. He took his time pulling on his underwear giving me time to again
see his equipment. He pulled a brown tee shirt on next followed by his camouf
lage pants. He sat on the edge of the bed and slipped on his combat boots
unlaced. With that he stood up and was ready to leave. I followed him down the two
fights of stairs to my patrol car admiring his ass the whole way there.
When we got in the cruiser he sat with his legs spread wide and he slumped
his body against the door. I could tell he was down about having to leave by his
body language. One of his big hands was always in the crotch of his pants
gripping and massaging  his groin as I drove. I made conversation as we headed to
the motel. I asked about his military unit and how much longer his tour of
duty was. As we pulled into the motel parking lot he seemed much more excepting
of spending the night here.
I left him in the patrol car with its engine running telling him "Not to
touch anything," as I got out. I got him a room and paid for it with my credit
card. I drove the car down to his front door and parked. He asked if I could take
a minute and come in with him. I thought it was kind of strange he would ask
me that, but at the same time my balls drawled a little tighter to my body. We
both walked up the outside flight of stairs to the second story room
entrance. Again I had to admire his fine looking ass as I trailed behind him.
Once we reached the door and he opened it and we both walked in. The air was
stale smelling as he fumbled to find the light switch. The room was your
typical cheep motel room and it seemed clean enough for one night.  He plopped his
ass down on the back edge of the bed and spread his legs wide. He leaned back
on his elbows as I told him I needed to get back on patrol. He thanked me over
and over for being nice to him. Just as I turned to open the door to leave I
heard him say, "Officer."
Turning my head back to look at him I saw that he had unzipped the front of
his uniform pants. With his legs spread extra wide I could see the fabric of
his brown jockey shorts showing.
"I might be wrong here and I hope you don't bust my ass for asking this. But
any chance you could help out a desperate solider? You know my story and how
horned up I am. I don't want to cheat on my wife with another women. But
another guy is different and I saw you looking like a dog that needed a bone. Am I
wrong or is there a chance we can help each other out? Won't take me long to
nut I assure you that."
The whole time he was asking me he was staring into my eyes. I didn't need
time to think about this, hell I was already hoping he would ask such a
question! I walked to the edge of the bed and he sat up and started to unbuckle his
pants.
"We got to be quick man," I said as I got on my knees and he stood up. His
pants feel to the floor as he pulled his jockey shorts down. As he scooted
closer to me I watched as his cock puffed up. We lined up perfect as I opened my
mouth and took in the head of his cock. Instantly he tasted like a man. A moan
escaped his mouth as I took his swelling cock deep in my mouth. I could feel
the blood pulse through his shaft as I licked and sucked him. He braised
himself with his hands on my shoulders and he began to hump my face.
"Sorry man, but I'm so horny I can't hold back," he said as he started
fucking my face. I could taste pre-cum flowing from his cock head as he continued
to swell bigger. My noise hit his lower belly as he took deep strokes into my
throat. I knew this guy was in need bad and allowed him to do what ever he
needed to get off fast. It only took about a minute of me sucking before I felt
him grip the back of my head and stand on his tip toes and lean into me. I knew
he was ready to pop. I opened my throat and he went balls deep in me as I
breathed through my noise. As the "AHS" escaped his mouth I could feel the
pluses of cum being forced through the tube of his shaft. I swallowed fast hoping I
wouldn't chock. I could feel his balls move against my chin as he pumped a
heavy load down my windpipe.
Satisfied that most of his load had been dumped, he released the back of my
head and pulled his hips from my face. Doing that moved his cock head from the
back of my mouth onto the middle of my tongue. I got my first taste of his
still oozing cock head as I explored his big crown. His cum was strong tasting
and thick. He allowed me to nurse on him till his cock was again soft. As I
released him from my mouth he fell back on the bed again. Again sitting there with
his legs spread wide he looked happy and spent. I slowly got up and headed
for the small bathroom. Turning on the noisy light and fan combo I made my way
to the sink. Bending over to wash my face I heard him come into the bathroom
with me. As I splashed water on my face he proceeded to take a piss. Once he was
done and I was drying myself with a towel I saw him standing behind me in the
mirror. As both his hands went to my shoulders he began to massage me.
"Thanks man, you can't begin to know how bad I needed that tonight," he
spoke as he continued to rub me. "Any chance you can come back tonight after your
shift is over?"
Both of us looking at each other in the mirror I answered, "Maybe." "You
have to understand it will be around 1 am," I answered as I finished drying off
and threw the towel I was using in the corner. I felt his hands leave my
shoulders and next thing I knew both of them were gripping my butt cheeks through my
uniform pants. I made sure to keep my eyes on my gun holster. Come on man,
you never know in my case! I looked up at the mirror and watched his face as he
nodded his head yes to me coming back that late.
"Any chance I can get my cock between these when you come back" he asked as
he continued to rub my butt? I smiled big and answered, "We'll see."
I told him I had to run and that we could take more later when I came back.
Just before I walked out the door he asked me if I could make that police
report about tonight disappear so his commanding officer didn't get wind of
anything. Laughing I told him, "I can if what happened here is only between us." He
agreed as he groped his crotch and told me to hurry back. As I closed the
motel door behind me and made my way back to my patrol car, I found myself
whistling quietly to myself.
When I finished my patrol I went back to the motel room that night. He was
watching TV in his underwear when I knocked on the door. Needless to say he was
happy I showed up again. Yeah, he fucked me. Dam good fucker I have to
confess. Best part was lying in bed beside him in after glow just talking. He
explained he had a bunkmate that helped him out over in Iraq with sex. Most guys over
there had to have some way of reliving the tension he explained. This guy
blowed him regular and sometimes allowed him to fuck him. He went on to tell me
he got more sex off this buddy of his then he did from his wife when he got
back! It turned kind of serious when he told me of the worry he had of not coming
back alive. And how he wanted so bad to get his wife pregnant before he went
back. That's how the fight started between them. She didn't want to get
knocked up. She stopped having sex with him because he wouldn't wear a condom
anymore. I hugged this big lug of a guy as he cried softly in the nap of my neck.
When things settled down he asked if I could stay till the morning?  I agreed
and slept with him till about 8 am when the maid knocking on the door woke us
both up. We both woke with morning woods and figured we shouldn't waste them
as he climbed in the saddle with me again. He took the sex slow and easy and
we both came together. We showered together and I drove him back to his
apartment building. I wanted to kiss him but felt it wasn't right as we shook hands
and he got out. I again watched that beautiful ass move in those camouflage
pants as he made his way to his building. He waved back to me as he entered the
building. I said a small prayer for him hoping he will come back safe as I
dropped the car in drive and headed home.
When I got home I hit the sack again for a few more hours sleep before I went
on patrol again. About Twelve noon my phone ringing awakened me. When I
answered it was Mike on the other end. Said he had seen on his called ID that I had
called him quiet a few times over the last couple days. I acknowledged that
in a sleepy daze saying I was hoping we could have a `Booty call' together.
His demeanor picked up quick as he offered up later today was good for him! As I
yawned I explained to him about the service man I had an encounter with last
night and told him I was `good to go' and didn't need to connect with him
right away.
And then it happened…dead silence on the other end. Thinking we had been
disconnected I asked, Mike, Mike a few times? When I heard him offer up an, "I'm
here," I asked what happened? He again didn't say anything for a few more
seconds. Then he started talking in a very pissed off tone.
"You fucked around with another guy," he asked? Thinking maybe I was still
sleeping I shook my head and rubbed my eyes quickly before answering him.
"Yeah, why something wrong with that," I asked? He instantly started
hammering me about having sex with other men.
"What the Fuck was this all about"!
Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter guys!

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